We woke up to gunshots this morning -- sounded like below us, along the river, which is "no hunting" property. Well, I guess it was an exciting morning, according to our neighbor, Mick. That bunch had actually crossed I-90 and then came back; which brought in the fish cops for traffic control. The shooting we heard was DFW trying to move them. The herd crossed the river back onto Mick's property, then across ours the top end of our pasture, up the hill, over a county road and a smaller highway, and now they're up on mostly posted ground. They may be gone . . . . . . . we'll see. We need to check our fences. Will add to this as the day goes along . . .
We need to fix fence on the uphill side of our pasture. They were able to clear it coming over the RR tracks and going downhill. They had a disadvantage moving uphill.
Don't think there would have been problems if those DFW guys would just slow down a little when they're trying to move elk. The last time they did this, a few years ago, after elk stopped traffic on the freeway, ran through Springwood Ranch and into the river (same as this time) the elk were moving cautiously but slowly from the river and across Mick's lower hay fields, when some DFW quad-jockey idjit decided to pull out in front of the whole damm bunch, instead of staying put on the sidelines to keep them on the path. Everything blew up, they turned around, flew back across the river, and caused problems over there for a few days (they had to cancel recess at the local school the next morning because of elk on the playground!). I watched that whole fiasco and couldn't believe what a turd throw it was!
A few guys horseback wouldn't have been effective, but they need to teach "Herdsmanship W/Quads 101", with another companion class, "Hold Your Horses, Gaw Damm It!"
